Bridges of words

From the ruins, I picked up broken times The shrapnel of hurt made words to bleed Truth in its trajectory took a course to reach Somewhere someone scanned the bleeding words Oblivious of this fact and I kept scripting my woes From my scriptures the parallels were drawn In my retributive mode I begged for attention I yelled in my passages and got drowned in applauses

Over the rejected oaths and broken pledges, I built bridges I was too busy to note that someone crossed the bridge I felt someone shuffled besides me someone unknown yet so familiar walked in The divine light seeped in to immerse me The one who was unknown is now familiar I see the magical moment of my existence In the light of my world I see sparkling hope Who is that, who crossed the bridge? Who is the one that may be? But surely the one, who made me smile. From the bridges of words my twin soul walked in In our twilight zone of dreams we see the resurgence of hope Entwined, we pray with hope -Uttam Gill

2 comments on Bridges of words

Perseverance and hope! Some days do seem rougher for certain, but the lessons, strengths, abilities we can cultivate because of them are invaluable. Even the loneliness felt by so many... teaches empathy and the outreach of friendship to others in as much need as one finds the self on occassion! Beautiful poem Uttam.